The test of Mental Power Connection Crystal Ball was a great success.
The call was clear and smooth, with no delay.
Fred and George got carried away, coming up with all sorts of ways to sing to Morris through the crystal ball.
God knows how they controlled the pitch when they used Sound Transmission Technique.
Anyway, when that off-key France -sounding " A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love " exploded in Morris's mind, he immediately unilaterally severed his connection with the crystal ball.
Let Neville enjoy this heavenly sound.
After they'd had their fill of commotion, the group sat down on the sofa.
Fred was still playing with the crystal ball in his hand, completely captivated by it.
" Morris," he suddenly spoke, "How did you come up with that? Why are you always able to make such amazing magical items? Even that broom from before."
Morris leaned back on the sofa armrest and said calmly, "All it takes is a little inspiration, plus the will to act."
"Ah, inspiration," Fred sighed, "Come on, Morris."
Morris smiled slightly.
He didn't know how to explain it.
Perhaps there was an element of luck involved?
Actually, his initial idea for creating the Mental Power Connection Crystal Ball was to replicate his previous life's smartphone.
Unfortunately, his skill level hasn't reached that point yet.
The result was only passable.
The fact that users need to be able to use Sound Transmission Technique is already quite troublesome.
If we were to make a comparison, the wizards of this world possess something called Two-Way Mirror.
They were a pair of mirrors linked by magic, allowing people to communicate with each other in different locations.
Morris's Mental Power Connection Crystal Ball was only slightly stronger than that of the Two-Way Mirror —it could support multi-person conversations.
However, Two-Way Mirror are very expensive and not something that ordinary people can afford.
In conclusion, there is still a lot of room for optimization.
Flying broomstick, Mental Power Connection Crystal Ball, Animagus...
Before he knew it, he seemed to have become busy again.
As April drew to a close, Morris finally witnessed the full moon he had been eagerly anticipating.
That night, he rode his Skeleton Unicorn into the Forbidden Forest and found an open space to stop.
A full moon hung high overhead, its bright light pouring down.
"Very good."
Morris nodded in satisfaction.
If it's cloudy tonight, then the Mandrake leaves he's been holding for a month will be completely wasted.
He carefully took out a small crystal bottle from his pocket, which was filled with his saliva.
Soak the leaves in the solution, add hair, a teaspoon of dew collected from a place that has not seen sunlight or been touched by humans for seven whole days, and finally add a Death's-head Hawkmoth Pupa.
The whole process went very smoothly.
Morris breathed a sigh of relief, then buried the crystal bottle under the largest tree.
Next, all he had to do was recite the mantra "Amado, Animo, Animado, Animagus " to his heart at sunrise and sunset each day.
Until the next stormy day with thunder and lightning.
At this moment, Morris really wanted to know how those wizards who perfected the Animagus had come up with this process.
Such a complex process must have many intricacies involved.
He leaned against the tree trunk, looked up at the full moon overhead, and fell into deep thought.
What exactly is the underlying principle?
Lost in thought, Morris suddenly realized a very important problem.
Stormy days in the Britain are mainly concentrated in the autumn and winter seasons, and it's currently the end of May.
While it's not entirely impossible, the probability is incredibly small.
It seems unlikely we'll see it anytime soon.
"I miscalculated," he muttered.
In early May, Hogsmeade Day, which students eagerly anticipate, arrives once again.
In the morning, Morris rose exceptionally early because he needed to recite the Animagus incantation at sunrise.
When he finished his daily tasks and went to the Great Hall for breakfast, he found it was almost full.
Everyone seems very excited about going to Hogsmeade.
Unfortunately, he has other things to do today and probably can't go.
Morris sat down in his usual spot and found Kyle engrossed in reading the Daily Prophet.
"Any news?" he asked casually.
"Still about Sirius Black," Kyle replied, looking up.
Morris paused, then looked at Kyle, "Caught?"
"No," Kyle said, handing over the newspaper, "But the Ministry of Magic guarantees he'll be caught this year and will allow the Dementor to use Dementor's Kiss on him."
Morris took it and began to look through it.
Marietta, who was on the other side, came closer after overhearing their conversation.
" Sirius Black is very likely hiding in the castle." She rubbed her eyes and said, "I didn't sleep well last night. I kept thinking, what if he sneaks in? He's a fugitive who's killed people."
Cho Chang, who was standing next to her, put down the Pumpkin Juice and said gently, "There's nothing to worry about, Marietta. Dumbledore's here."
Marietta shook her head. "But Sirius Black n't been caught yet."
"I think Qiu is right," Morris said calmly. "There's no need to worry. The fact that Sirius Black n't hurt anyone for so long means he didn't come here to wreak havoc. He probably has another purpose."
"Is that so?" Marietta blinked a few times, thinking it made sense.
"Without a doubt," Morris continued reading the newspaper, "This matter concerns us."
He was about to say it was "none of our business" when he suddenly caught a glimpse of small print in the corner of the newspaper. "Anyone who captures Sirius Black be rewarded with five thousand Galleon by the Ministry of Magic. Anyone who provides a valid clue will also receive one thousand Galleon."
" Morris?" Kyle asked, puzzled by his sudden silence, "What's wrong?"
Morris looked up, folded the newspaper, and said seriously, "I believe that everyone at Hogwarts has a responsibility to do their part to maintain campus safety."
"Any evil will be brought to justice!"
Kyle and his two companions exchanged glances, each with a look of confusion on their faces.
Of course, Morris was just saying that.
Obtaining the Ministry of Magic's bounty is undoubtedly extremely difficult.
Especially when they didn't know where Sirius Black was hiding.
After breakfast, Morris returned to the Ship in a Bottle and continued to improve his flying broomstick.
On the workbench, the newest broom was taking shape—the silver-gray broom handle was already covered with runes.
He added a series of functional runes such as "Stabilize," "Protection," and "Buffer" to the broom that originally only had the "Speed" rune.
All that's left to do is keep adjusting.
Morris was about to begin work when he suddenly sensed something and took out his crystal ball.
The crystal ball is flashing, indicating that someone is trying to contact him.
He probed with his Mental Power and immediately heard Fred's urgent voice.
"Oh no, Morris, I saw Sirius Black!"
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